Orclion

A change is on the horizon, threatening the balance set in place by the Primordials.

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The Plane of Ishva’al, a world of untold mysteries and wonders, is ruled by the Four Great Lineages, each lead by Royal Bloodlines of unparalleled majesty and power.

Adonis, a humble servant of the Aksal Lineage is seeking the very zenith of the Heavens as his ambitions burn deep and his gaze is set upon the throne that lies atop it all.

Yet, he finds himself cursed and shunned by his very own kin as all blades are turned toward him and he is trialed for a crime he did not commit. 

Unwilling to resign himself to the schemes and dictates of fate, he escapes the clutches of his jailers and is ushered into the violence and ruthlessness of Ishva’al, forced to fend for himself in a place where survival is the only law.

With nascent dreams and aspirations, he sets on the Forsaken path of Ascendants but this all comes crashing down as the world crumbles and an apocalyptic event begins.

The Planar Awakenings.

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Eternal Ascensions

[The trial will soon end. Prepare yourselves, you'll immediately be transported to the next trial.]

Micheal opened his eyes, his qi fading away as its last embers revealed his cultivation which firmly stood at the middle ranks of tier four.

This was astonishing. In seven days, he'd gone from an early tier two boy to a tier four entity, close to reaching its peak.

'I'm still unable to properly convert my Phoenix qi into neutral qi without losing less than ten percent of efficiency. This isn't good. Tsk.'

He leapt down from a huge branch and reached the soil beneath him, stretching as he allowed the cool winds of the forest to wash over him.

The air contained a refreshing and earthly smell as a light drizzle washed over the entirety of the forest.

Suddenly, his senses blared and his hairs stood on end, before he could react, a cold blade of qi with no handle was pressed against his throat.

Nettle Swah Qi